Jay Gatsby Real Name Novels & Stories

Since he’d been busted, he didn’t try to deny it. “That’s good news,” he replied. “And if I do, feel free to ignore me until I get out of sight. Deal?” Now she did glance at him, in such a way that made him smile back. “Inner bastard says just fine.” They chuckled at the same time. And since she didn’t seem to recognize him, he decided it’d be funny to play nobody for the night. So he said, “I’m Jay.” She always found it funny, that American habit of using initial letters for names, like they were all Men In Black.

I called her right over and here we are. Gatsby tried to lighten the mood but it didn't work out. “So…” she began. “Why don't we get to know each other?” “There's no need for that. I'm sure Gabriel has told you all about me.” He said in a brisk tone. Now that I think about it. He was the exact opposite of what Gabriel described. Experienced? Well, yeah. Those muscles could pack a punch but top-notch recommendations? This bloke lacks manners and is basically an animal. Sought-after professional my ass.

No traffic on my way to the company. I smiled on my way to the elevator and when I got into it, I was still smiling. The seem to be a great day. When I got to my office, I check what time it was. Thirty minutes early. I dropped my purse on my desk and began checking in on Jason schedules for today. He had two meetings at the company hall and a lunch date with a lady. Her name was written in an Italian way. Her name sure give a death vibe, I should look up her name on the internet to know what it means.

RICHARD'S POV. I've never trusted that damn maid. She was adopted and the name 'Smith' was attached to her name by my father. I Know it's a cruel joke on his part or a smart attempt to keep our identity undercover. My real name is Richard Vladimir and my father; Adam Vladimir has been looking for the Jackson girl for years now.

His hand which was working as his pillow beneath his head came to rest on my face. "Good morning Mrs. De Niro."His groggy morning voice felt like electrifying waves to my ears. "Morning Mr. Grayson..."I went on a mission to tease him and it seemed to trigger his typical stereotype narrative. "Mr. Grayson?"He plopped his head on his palm as his elbow dug in the pillow. "I can be Mrs. De Niro so why can't you share my last name?"I argued and watched his ears turning red. "Oh hell no! Aitana Grayson,I have a very unique and royal origin surname that my family bears for last three centuries as our family archive proves."He stated proudly.

This was his first time meeting someone who could mock him so calmly in the Yorks’ territory. The old man admired his courage and boldness. “Your personality suits my taste very much, young man. I admire you. What’s your name?” Jay let out a slight smile. "Ben." Puzzled, the old man asked, "Don’t you have a last name?" Jay nodded nonchalantly, "I do." He continued, “My last name is Yorks.” The old man looked at Jay with displeasure. "If you want to trick me, you need to at least do it with the right attitude."

Dylan revealed. Grayson’s grip on the phone tightened. “Who was he?” “He was known as Garry Hart—an illegitimate son of the prominent Harris family.” Grayson’s blood boiled like a hot pot. “Bring that man in front of me as soon as possible,” he ordered through gritted teeth.

He hadn’t bothered to come back until the disturbance was over and the main event was about to begin, so he had completely missed the details of what had truly happened, or the power and authority Kathalina had displayed. All he saw now was an elegant, stunning woman sitting confidently beside the richest man in the city , and that alone was enough to spark his curiosity and desire. Jade was the second son of the Mayor of Makati, a fact that had shaped his entire life. He was well known in social circles as an infamous playboy, reckless and arrogant. Over the years, he had been in and out of police stations more times than he could count, always accused of harassment or inappropriate behavio

The camera cut to the reporter as he spoke next, “So it’s true… Ryan Johnson, the most popular and handsome billionaire was already married all these years. And, probably the report of his engagement with the Jyoglina Georgette was true and she is the woman who had captured most wanted bachelor in NY.” The screen cut to the various pictures of him with that actress. The same actress that I had seen on the day when I had googled him. He had said it was all fake, but now he just confirmed the news. My face scrunched up and my eyes started to glaze over with the tears. A sob caught in my throat as I threw the phone across the room.

She looked at Richard with a mix of suspicion and disbelief. Richard remained calm. He gently placed the ring on Rachael’s ring finger, removing the old ring first, and then set the diamond ring in place. He looked up at her, smiling, and said, "I know you have a lot of questions to ask. Before you do, I want to tell you who I am." Then, with quiet certainty, he added, "My real name is Richard Gate." Rachael stared at him in shock and disbelief, shaking her head as if to doubt her ears. "It can’t be Richard Gate on the Forbes list, right?"